All Chapters of Mafia's Marriage Contract: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Their lips weave together in a slow, sensual manner while the water gently flows around them. His hands are caressing her bare back, sending jolts of shiver down her spine. She gently bites his lip, earning a soft moan from him. Ryder deepens the kiss, dipping his tongue into her mouth to pry it open for him. Scarlett presses her lips against his. She grabs his damp hair, tasting his lips which she wanted to savor for so long. The months of tension are slowly starting to unravel and they’re both entering a frenzy.This is nothing like what they’ve felt before, the raw need and urgency for one another. Ryder slowly breaks the kiss to gaze at her. Under the star lit night, she looks ethereal to him. It’s hard to imagine people ridiculing this girl and terming her as the bad one. “What are you thinking?” She whispers, her voice sultry. She slowly presses her body against his. He inhales sharply when he feels her b*easts grazing his chest and he nuzzles his lips against her jawline. “

“You’ll never get away with this!” She shouts. His face is pale with fear and he’s sweating hard. The woman is going to expose him and he can’t let this happen!“I’ll tell everyone what you did!” she claims. “You…you…monster!”“SHUT UP!” He roars and plunges at her. His hands grip her throat, his eyes filled with madness. There’s no way he can let her tell the truth.The woman fights back, her fingers gnawing at his face. She scratches him hard, causing him to falter. He inadvertently pushes her. The woman stumbles and falls off the railing, plunging downwards.“AHHHHHH!” Her screams echo throughout the night. He panics and glances down.A pool of blood is forming around her body and she’s gurgling. For a few seconds she stares at him, her gaze accusatory until her eyes go blank.She’s dead.“NOOOOOO!” Troy wakes up with a start. For a wild moment, he’s confused over where he is until he realizes that he’s in his bedroom.It’s that nightmare again…no. It’s that memory again. The memo

“This better work!” Scarlett mutters into the tiny mic in her collar button. She’s at the office lobby, alone. Ryder didn’t show up at work, pulling the strings from behind. There’s a file in Scarlett’s hand which she clutches tightly. She’s not fully sure about whether Hector will fall for this trap or not but Ryder is confident.“Just wing it, kitten,” he says. “I’ll take care of the rest.”Scarlett takes a deep breath and glances at the clock. It’s nearly 10.30 AM, the time when Hector arrives at the office. On his way to his cubicle, he’ll go past the female toilet. She braces herself and heads for the toilet. Thankfully, the place is empty so she gets into action. She takes out a small bottle of glycerine and puts a few drops in her eyes.“Ow!” She winces. The liquid slightly burns her eyes and she blinks back tears. How do people use this thing? She wonders painfully.“I forgot to mention that the glycerine might sting a little,” Ryder’s voice comes through the mic“A little?”

Kat is humming as she sips mango juice from the packet. She’s heading for the stairs when she nearly bumps into someone.“I’m so sorry-” She says but all of a sudden, a pair of hands push her backwards. Kat falls on her butt, spilling the juice all over her shirt.“What the hell?” She snaps at the boy who pushed her. The boy, whom she recognizes as one of her classmates, merely laughs and runs off, leaving her fuming.“I’ll hack into his computer and reveal his porn collection!” She vows. “Ugh!”“Are you alright?” Kat looks up to find a curly haired girl whose name she can’t recall. Except for Troy, all her classmates are a blur to her.“I’m fine…er…” she tries to recall the girl’s name.“Moira,” Moira smiles and extends her hand. Kat slowly stands to her feet. “Your shirt is drenched,” Moira remarks. “I’ve got an extra shirt in my bag. Do you want to change into it?”“OH no, I’m fine!” Kat says. “I’ll go to class-”“I insist! The teachers might scold you if you go like this.”Kat t

Dark. It’s too dark. Everywhere he sees, it’s pitch black. A cold wind is whooshing by as he walks through the darkness. There’s nothing ahead but his feet won’t stop moving. His heart is thumping hard and he slowly makes his way through the blinding abyss in front of him.“You…” He quickly turns around and yelps. A beautiful, dark haired woman in her fifties is standing there, looking directly at him. Troy cowers away from the woman who’s emitting a pearly glow. He can never forget her face. She looks the same even in death.“You murderer…” she whispers.“No…” He says. “It wasn’t me! I didn’t-”“You know…you know…you… murderer…”The woman is repeating the same phrase over and over again. She’s inching toward him, determined to make him pay for his sin. Troy is shaking in fear and guilt. Fear that she’ll expose his biggest secret. Guilt because he’s a sinner.“It wasn’t me!” he claims. “You know it!”“You…know…”“AHHHHH!” Troy wakes up with a start. It’s nearly 1 AM at night and he’s